It was entirely unexpected. Another grad student and I were in the lab together, looking over some data. Suddenly he impulsively kissed me on the lips. It was tender and tenative, nothing forced. Just as I relaxed and softened into the act, he stopped, apparently embarassed at what he had done. No, there was no tongue play, and no groping -- that would have been too much for the spontaneity. There was no discussion afterwards; we were content in our awkwardness. We continued to hold hands for a moment, and I giggled somewhat, and gazed into his deep blue eyes.
No, this was not a scene from a cover of a bodice-ripper, just an afternoon moment. This is love, scientist-style.
Sometimes brief kisses are the most delicious. I don't know where this will go . . . . Is there an elephant in the room?
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Whoo hoo! This sounds great! I hope you go somewhere with him, Angel.
I hope things progress for you and him.
Call him! Don't wait.
Show up at his place in a bikini, while it's still warm and he's warm.
Keep us posted on this. Maybe he needs encoragement. The bikini sounds like a good plan, if you wear that cut little white number.
Courage! He doesn't necessarily have to make the next move. Sometimes shy guys need help.
Thanks for the encouragement. Science nerds need a little prodding in these matters. I'll be subtle, though.
So you managed to be kissed BEFORE the first date? Tsk tsk.
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